Constant Revelation

After giving, indicate, just tell us pointing
Not to be rude but to give us the correct answer.
Gnomes came out of the mud, we thought they were born
Earning mushrooms, I cannot say so and describe myself,
Breaking under the weight of lost hopes, ultimatums,
Evaporated into a lesser understanding, thinking
No one could be as smart, playing a game at
Ears and noses, mouths we could feed,
Risking medicine on medicine not
Believing in herbs as weeds,
If we had a garden Molly
Brought the mussels
That Mary put
Around the fence
Not caring for the rows
Growing up beside the maids
At one with unlearning believing
Bibles to teach only deconstructing
A little girl or boy for the purpose of wheat,
Not barley or rye, which seems sour, or sore not
Higher where the eagles soar, you thought their beaks
A peak upon a head, and so it is, and so it was,
Then, we wait again, wondering if going
Anywhere is appreciated movement
Not enduring the pain of stillness
Go along, get along littlest,
Everything will seem
Girly before
Evening
Baits
Excursion like
Nails hammered into wood

Reviews

[Ji Sung Moon]

What I see is the layout of the writing. The illegal pattern of the structure is interesting. The descriptions are well illustrated for me to paint it in my head.